The semester ended and my baby turned 1 at the beginning of May. It was such a momentous occasion for me since many of you know candidly how much I struggled this past year to become comfortable with my new role and though there were natural and unnatural progressions throughout (!), I felt so proud/relieved/a little shocked to have made it through the toughest (and by far the most blessed) year of my life thus far.
Shortly there-after, my son became really ill and though I really don’t want to go further into the details, he is fine now but I think the husband and I are scarred for life. Since then, i have spent the last several months with my healthy beautiful family, living in the real world and cultivating rich memories. I’m going to take it as a reminder from God to remember the tiny blessings that I never appreciate when all is running smoothly. when all is said and done and i am lying on my death bed, i hope my heart has become a vessel for all the love that has touched me and all the love that i have been able to touch and no room is left (or needed) for anger, pettiness or regret. Ameen.
Thank you again for your generous concern and i sincerely hope all of you are getting along beautifully.
the writer sara 
oh sara, that must’ve been awful. so glad that Auzi’s okay again, alhamdolillah. ameen to your beautiful du’a!
I am so glad Auzi’s ok….zoey was hospitalised when she was 20 days old….i remember a bit of me dying that very day…kids should just never get ill….good to see you back in the blogging world!
you owe me an email missy.
Oh Jammie, all of us are forever waiting for Sara to call/e-mail. You’ll just have to show up at her door with a donga of koftas to get an instant response….
S